Archive for January, 2010


January 19, 2010

I was off Monday for MLK Day so following a lovely lunch with my sister, I took Aiden to our neighborhood playground for his first go in the bucket swing.  This was per the advice of my friend Cara who’s son, Drew, was born a day after Aiden.  It was most excellent advice…Aiden had a blast!

I'm cute! Wheee!


Happy 6 Months Aiden!

January 9, 2010

Dear Aiden, SONY DSC

Happy half birthday and happy new year!  It’s hard to believe that the year of your birth is already over.  It truly is flying by as everyone says it will.  You’ve developed so much in the last 2 months.  It seems like everyday you do something new and perfect, making it impossible to keep up.  With the constant change, I worry that we’re not doing enough to capture all of your little nuances that can sometimes be short-lived. It doesn’t help that you’re more aware of the video camera now so I have to be sneaky to capture anything.  I’ve tried to talk your dad into installing cameras all over the house to record every moment, but he thinks I’m being ridiculous.  He’s probably right.  Anyways, here’s a look at some of our more memorable moments from the last two months…

You like to play peek-a-boo, sometimes with a blanket, but sometimes you’ll nuzzle into my chest to “hide”.  Then you’ll look up at me with the cutest, most expectant face until I look back at you.  When I look down, you smile and nuzzle into me again.  This game is a heart-melter.  If daddy is within sight, you’ll play with him too.  It’s our favorite.

You’ve started doing our tongue noises back at us.  You get that we think it’s funny because now when you do it, you give this forced laugh afterwards. This of course makes it even more funny.

When you smell or get a taste of something you like, you start sucking your lip.  It’s reminiscent of how you used to move your mouth right before I fed you, and it’s become a trademark move of yours.  Cooking bacon has never been so funny.

You’re really holding your head up now.  When we come in to get you from your crib, you are peeking over the railing waiting for us.

You’re independent, but only in useful ways.  You insist on holding your own bottle and have since around 5 months.  You like to turn the pages of your board books for me when I read to you sometimes.  You’re still a lover though and I love that.  You let me cuddle you.  You touch my face and hair.  You hold me back by digging your claws fingers into my arms and resting your head on my shoulder.

You’ve discovered the faucet and the water that comes out of it during bath time.

You have become so curious and observant.  You like to watch me eat.  You love the dogs – they make you smile and giggle.  You hate having your boogers sucked.  My tendency to just sit and watch you has increased a million times over.  I want to remember you like this forever.  Slow down, kid!

Love you a million,


Mother of the Year

January 8, 2010

Well 2010 just started and I’m already out of the running for Mother of the Year.  I braved icy roads to take Aiden to his 6 month well visit this morning only to find out that he is not well at all.  Both of his ears are infected.  But kids get sick all the time, right?  Why would this incident alone take me out of the running?  Well first of all he’s been fighting a low-grade fever for the last 36 hours or so which I casually passed off as teething troubles.  And second, these little exchanges that I’ve been having with him for the last week or so keep running through my head.

::flashback begins::

Aiden starts rubbing his ear.

Me: “Did you find your ear?  That’s your ear.  Hey look Dan, Aiden found his ear.  He’s so smart".”

Aiden keeps insisting with the ear, at one point scratching the inside up with his talons nails, leaving scabs.

Me: “You better be nice to that ear.  It’s the only one you’re going to get.”

::flashback ends::

Dammit.  I’m a horrible mother.  I can just hear his “Look Who’s Talking” inner dialog now:

Aiden: “If this is the only one I’m going to get, we better go to the doctor and get some medicine woman!”

Help me...

In all honesty, the ear thing never even occurred to me until after the fact and knowing that I had a doctor’s appointment on the immediate horizon, I figured we could discuss the fever thing then.  At best I would have gone in only one day earlier.  Hopefully I haven’t permanently damaged his hearing for life.

So while he wasn’t able to get his shots due to the weakened state of his immune system, we were able to get some updated stats which is always a crowd pleaser.  Aiden is weighing in at 15 lbs 8 ozs (10-25th percentile) and measures 26 1/2 inches tall (50th percentile).  His head is still measuring in the 25-50th percentile which at six months means he’s likely avoided the dreaded big head baby  syndrome.  You know the one – where the babies head looks GIANT in respect the rest of their body.  I looked for a picture online, but I think people avoid posting pictures of their baby if they have it.  Or this is just one of Dan and I’s irrational fears that doesn’t really exist in the world.

I know this is getting long, but on a somewhat related note, I would just like to say that I hate – HATE – daycare.  Before we went back to work, I had this little exchange with Dan after Aiden was pretty much 100% well from my week off.

Me: “How many days do you think it will take Aiden to get sick when he goes back to daycare?”

Dan: “Days?  You mean hours?”

Dammit.  He hit it on the head.  But it was actually 2 days.  I hate daycare.

Shortly after I finished writing this, Dan put himself out of the running for Father of the Year =)

Christmas Break

January 6, 2010

I’m really behind on posting, but I had the week between Christmas and New Year’s off, and I’m just now getting around to feeling like catching up.  Since I spend my days in front of a computer, it is very easy for me to go on strike when given the chance.  I have a couple things on the horizon though, so stay tuned.

Anyways, the break turned out to be fairly awesome although the cold weather kept us trapped inside most of the time.  We also had a million guests at our house, and while that seemed like the right thing to do at the time, I now realize that we were completely ill-equipped to entertain.  I wanted to relax and spend my time off with Aiden, and Dan spent most of the break consumed with his tiny house (despite the fact that it was his family in town) which left little time for details like feeding and entertaining our guests.  Oops.  The good news? Everyone managed to make it out alive…but barely.

Here’s a few of our little family’s first Christmas morning photos…


Paper!?!  You shouldn’t have…


My favorite

Hi you! 

Grandma and Rick. Grandma actually cooked several meals for us during her visit and brought us so many delicious cookies which was greatly appreciated! If it wasn’t for her and her amazing leftovers, our latter guest would most definitely have starved.  And Rick taught me how to knit. I’m almost done with my first hat which will be the first craft I’ve finished in uhhh…well EVER.



It was really nice having 11 days home with my little man.  Returning to work this week was nearly as brutal as when I started back after maternity leave.